Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hangin' out
They say somebody went and burned it down

We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We said someday we'd find out how it feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel

So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it
If I could I relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change


Oh man, this song made me think of the good old days...
If only everything was just simpler...

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